AlFatehah to Nazrah's mum

The sky is still gloomy today but not much of wind. Seasons are changing. The heat is coming back. Woke up feeling gloomy only to get to the news of the passing of the beloved mother of Intan Nazrahayu.

I called her. She was on the way to Bangi. Calm but a lot in her mind. At least that's how I felt when we talked. Instead of giving her encouraging words, I broke down instead. It reminded me so much of myself. I am sorry Nazrah. That was so unbecoming of me.

AlFatehah to arwah and may she be placed among the pious. To Nazrah, I wish I could be there with you. To console our weeping heart.